Look Only at Me
What even is this? Self indulgent Victuri smut is what it is!
Episode 6 sent my imagination into overdrive and that’s my only excuse.
“Viktor come on! I’ve felt so unmotivated without you.” Chris whined, his voice echoing around the empty bathroom.
Yuuri stilled, his hand holding tightly onto the door as he tried to stop it from slamming shut. An uneasy feeling washed over him, as Yuuri realised he had walked in on a conversation he had no right to be hearing. He should leave, or walk around the cubicle wall so Viktor and Chris knew he was there. It wasn’t like Yuuri was doing anything untoward, they wouldn’t be shocked by his presence. It was a public bathroom after all. Yuuri had only been looking for Viktor, he just wanted to see him and now he’d succeeded. So why was he hiding? There was nothing stopping him from speaking to his coach. He should just do it. Still, something twisted in the pit of his stomach and it kept Yuuri rooted to the spot as he waited to hear Viktor’s response.
“So?” Viktor replied sounding unusually cold.
“So?” Chris snapped incredulous, before purring “offer me something to look forward too. You know how skating makes me.”
Yuuri felt his heart drop as he realised the implication behind Chris’ words. He suddenly felt very sick and reached for the door not wanting to hear anymore.
“True but I don’t feel like it. You’ll have to find someone else.” Viktor suggested helpfully.
Yuuri’s hand froze in mid-air. Viktor was turning Chris down.
“Viktor don’t be like that! Do it for old times sake. Playing coach must be stressful… all that tension building up - how long has it been since you’ve had someone inside of you now? You’re body must be aching for release. Just remembering the way your nose scrunches when you’re being fucked and the noises you make. I could come right now.” Chris sighed.
“You’ll ruin your outfit.” Viktor deadpanned.